I would tell you a joke about pizza, but it would be
way too cheesy.
Ciao to all you lovely people out there who are
reading this! My name is Andrea Makamba, and I am the sole author of a blog at www.thefscientist.wordpress.com. I am a
food blogger in the pear-suit of making simple yet delicious food that I can
share with all my readers in order to inspire them to be more creative in the
kitchen. Sometimes my overzealousness lands me in a bit of a pickle, whenever
recipes take a turnip for the worse. I have experienced the most colossal of
failures, from forgetting cakes in the oven to melting mixing bowls (I still
haven’t learnt that hot stove + plastic bowl = disaster). However, I mustard
the strength to continue upon realising that there is plenty of margarine for
error and your greatest mistakes teach you the most valuable lessons.
Aside from causing havoc in the kitchen, I am
currently in my final year of high school, writing Maths, Physics, Chemistry
and French at the end of this year (My chances of survival are looking pretty
slim at the moment) and I also participate in a multitude of sports from tennis
to soccer as well as cross country. My keen interest in the culinary arts led
me to start a blog in December 2015, and when the time came to choose a name, I
wanted to incorporate something that conveyed my personal interests. Hence,
“The Food Scientist” was born. And since then, I’ve gone on to create things
that look like this:
Baked Shakshuka
Passion fruit curd and Irish shortbread
Spicy Sweet and Sour Baked Chicken Nuggets
French dip sandwiches
I always get questions about where my ideas for
recipes come from, and if I’m being honest, 90% of the time, it’s what I’m
craving at that moment. There is never really a theme to what I’m cooking; I
don’t go out of my way to try and create healthy, paleo, dairy-free vegan
meals. Truth be told, I don’t always manage to maintain a healthy diet myself.
If there is any lesson I would teach teenage girls of this century, it is that
food is not your enemy. That slice of pizza sitting in front of you is not
going to leap up and slit your throat. Food is not the enemy here, it is the voice
inside your head telling you that eating that slice of pizza will make you fat.
Why do we think that one cannot be beautiful unless one has a thigh gap, a flat
stomach and protruding collarbones? You don’t need to starve yourself for hours
on end to achieve somebody’s convoluted image of beauty. Ladies, I think you
are all pretty a(maize)ing, no matter what size you are. If we can learn to
form positive body images of ourselves, and understand that we are beautifully
and wonderfully made, then we can move one step forward towards self acceptance
and happiness.
I encourage you
all to love yourselves and realise that a number on the scale does not define
you at all. The next time that slice of pizza is staring at you seductively, I
challenge you to go for it without a second thought. Food is your friend and
not your foe, we should really be fighting against the twisted images of beauty
that tell us that we can only be beautiful at one size.
- Thursday, July 07, 2016
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